Fat Goddess Statue Novels & Stories

The statue. She must be at least fifteen feet tall. A veiled woman, her face obscured entirely by the smooth fall of sculpted fabric. One hand is lifted, palm facing upward, and on it rests an orb. At her feet, a massive wolf lies curled, its head resting on its paws, eyes closed in peaceful slumber. The Moon Goddess. I stop breathing for a second. Dom stops walking. I feel him pause beside me, just slightly, a subtle shift of reverence, of awe.

Nausea overwhelmed me as I fell, screaming. I registered light when I landed. It was so painfully bright, and warm. Where was I? I stood up, ignoring the pain in my back and turned. My jaw dropped as I came face to face with a being I saw in the tabernacle at Arth. It was the Moon goddess in all her glory. Her statue stood fourteen feet tall and took a third of the large white room. In her hand, she held the full moon in her arms and gazed tenderly at me with a bright smile. Her silvery grey dress fell into the floor in waves and stretched towards me. I could not help but wonder where the Creator was. In all the lores told, she was never depicted without her husband. Drawing closer, I took t

One of them attracts me with a well known burst of ferocity and I fight to resist the urge to go to him. ‘It’s Luca’. He is chained. Suddenly fear stabs my heart. Why is he chained ? ‘What is this ?’ Siri points to a ring of greyish persons on the ground. The golden light is pulsating from their hearts and with each beat it spreads through their bodies. ‘Why have they not changed earlier ?’ Marta asks with surprise and curiosity. Siri moves over to the men and looks closer at a wooden statue in their midst. ‘This is a fallos statue of Frej’. Siri looks down at the men. ‘What is this place ?’

She can see maggots and flies everywhere her eyes land. At the corner of her eyes, she can see something big and Siel’s face darkened upon seeing a huge statue a few meters away from her spot. It was Edom, holding a scale like Lady Justice. But what made her blood boil was the huge mocking grin plastered on the statue’s lips. “Justice is given by a rebel who despises justice? What a vagrant, pathetic fool.” She seethed, having every urge to destroy the statue. “Mom? Whose that?”

Thane still needed a few more steps to reach Saturn's central courtyard. "This place is still the same as before, it hasn't changed. It's been so long that people have almost forgotten about it," Thane muttered as he walked down the hallway of the place. Thane's steps slowed even more when a light appeared at the end of the hallway. The torches that had been stoking the flames now dimmed and died out. Thane made it to the designated area. There was a giant wolf statue and a goddess who had been the Moon goddess.

' I gasped, dropping my notebook. It moved. The stone arms flexed, the legs shifted. The statue wasn't stone anymore—it was alive, flesh and muscle under that rocky skin, but still hard, unyielding. The fertility god stepped down from the altar, towering over me. He was at least seven feet tall, his body rippling with power. That cock, oh god, it was real now, massive, veined, hard as rock, throbbing slightly. It pointed right at me, longer than my forearm, thicker than my wrist. I froze.

Pillars fell, and then the ground split, rocks and chunks of cement falling. A statue came out from there, slowly, and it was bronzed gold. Dust had gathered on it, and as it finally made it's way on the upper world, it stopped. Nothing happened, and I got up to closer examine the statue. It was of God's wife I believe, with hair piled on her head, a beaded necklace on her neck. She wore long white skirts that went down to her ankles, a shirt that had long flowy sleeves. She grimaced, stretching out her limbs, and stepping out of the temple as a cascade of water rain down on her, washing away the dust from her.

This time… The feeling was even stronger. Stranger. Almost overwhelming. “What is in those murals?” “Whose temple was this?” “What message is it trying to pass?” I asked silently in my head, but no answers came. The more I stared, the more restless I became. At the center of the palace stood a massive statue of a lady. No… Not just a lady. A goddess. Even from a distance, the statue radiated an indescribable aura. She looked gorgeous. Powerful. Confident.

Just as he was still in shock, Luna and Jasmine emerged as well. Luna let out a sigh of relief. Jasmine, on the other hand, was experienced in this. When she noticed Alex’s expression, she explained. “This is the goddess’ statue, the head is over here while her body is over there. It’s very huge and no one knows who carved it. It’s an ancient statue after all.” Luna took a few steps back and looked at the statue again. “It’s a woman?”

Tonight, no one left unmarked. “It is nearly time,” Waylon said neutrally. Marvin nodded, taking one last hit before he found himself standing on the raised platform at the far end of the grand hall. Above it towered a statue, thirty feet high, an ancient faceless god, hewn from black marble and studded with rare gems, its form both masculine and feminine, androgynous. The eyes were hollowed out sockets that appeared to watch over all. Everyone knew what it represented: power, fertility, submission, the exchange of flesh for favor.